A mid-life crisis can come in many forms: plastic surgery, running away to Cabo with a stripper, buying a corvette, buying a 28 year old rust covered monstrosity that can single-handedly speed up global warming. Of course I chose the later. This shouldn’t be surprising as I look back at the choices in my life, take my favorite sports teams for instance. I could have been a Yankee fan. I could have had Jeter posters and Mariano t-shirts. But noooooo, I had to be a Met’s fan, where my team highlights are filled with gems like these:
Luis Castillo dropped pop-up against the Yankees
Kenny Rogers high and outside ball four to lose the NLCS against the Braves
I actually feel bad for including Jason Bay in this group, but he was a disaster
Well at least I have my football team…..J E T S JETS JETS JETS. UGH
How did I get to this nonsense?!? Oh yeah, choices! My mid-life crisis includes a 1987 Jeep Wranger YJ. My next post will include all the dirty details (and I really mean DIRTY) of my Jeep.
Creep With A Jeep 